I join the chat group as the protagonist of the system stream

This is a classic and luxurious office. From the outside, it looks like a small two-story house. The interior is filled with bookshelves and wine cabinets. There is a huge skylight on the ceiling in the middle, and directly below it is a An elegant desk, no matter it is rainy or sunny, Angers will make a cup of black tea and enjoy a leisurely afternoon in his free time.

If a long-lost old friend comes or receives some good news, such as the number of dragons slain this year is higher than the previous year or the death of a certain dragon king, he will immediately open a bottle of red wine from his collection to celebrate and get off work early.

But now, he can't even drink the freshly brewed black tea. Today's snowfall may be the last snow in February. The next time he sees snow, he may have to wait until November.

Angers frowned, holding a document with the Yggdrasil logo printed on the upper left in his hand. Von Schneider was sitting in a wheelchair, waiting with Manstein beside him to wait for Angers to finish reading the document he had just received.

"I don't think the wine I drank the day before yesterday will make me drunk today." Angers put down the document in his hand and spoke in a low voice with some disbelief, "Is today April Fool's Day, my gentlemen?"

Manstein and von Schneider had serious expressions and did not waver due to Angers words.

Seeing that the two of them were silent, Angers stood up from the office chair, covered his head with his right hand, and closed his eyes tightly.

"A god ran to several mixed-race families and told them that the Black King Nidhogg had awakened?"

Angers spoke calmly, maintaining his usual tone.

"The god who brought the message said that Black King Nidhogg would recruit the best-blooded hybrids from these families and give him the bargaining chip to sublimate dragon blood and live for 500 years." Angers rubbed his temples and said the last part. There was actually a smile on his face: "Oh my god, am I reading the plot of some third-rate novel, huh?"

In the office, von Schneider and Manstein were silent.

"Look." Angers pointed to the second page of the document and said: "The god called Nidhogg at the Wu family's engagement party. Black King Nidhogg said that human development It’s too slow and wants to bring mankind into the interstellar age.”

"Ha ha ha ha."

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Angers grabbed the file and slapped it on his favorite desk. A huge impact sounded. The desk seemed unable to withstand the strength of the centenarian and made a cracking sound.

The interior of the thick wooden boards is probably damaged, which would probably be a bit distressing in Angers.

"Gentlemen, may I ask which mixed-race species who fell into mental disorder due to unstable bloodline provided this information?"

"Can you let Masashi Toyama go on a business trip to treat him? Please, please don't tell me that this is true information."

Von Schneider's wheelchair moved forward a little, and a hoarse voice sounded under the breathing mask: "The information was provided by our students in those mixed-race families."

"The other party didn't even take any measures to keep it secret. They just showed up and left like this."

"Including two students, twenty-one hybrids left with the 'god' they called them."

Manstein pushed up his glasses and said to Angers, who looked solemn: "According to the bloodline assessment, there are about 9 A-levels and 12 B-levels."

"They have no room for resistance." Angers had no intention of scolding these hybrids. Whether it was the power displayed by the other party or the tempting conditions that were unknown whether they were true or false, he was just thinking about the description in the intelligence, "That person What is the origin of 'god', and can you guess which one of the two remaining dragon kings it is?"

Manstein shook his head in denial.

"The other party's ability is not matched among the known serial numbers of Yanling."

"Based on the descriptions, they are all convinced that what they saw was a god, not some powerful dragon."

Ange picked up the still warm black tea and took a sip.

"It's normal to not be able to tell the difference in hallucinations." Angers put the tea cup on the porcelain plate and felt his mood calm down a little, "Maybe it's not an hallucination. We humans still know too little about the dragon clan, just like the tip of the iceberg. "

"So where is that god? Have you found any information?"

Manstein took out a tablet computer, glanced at the content on it, and read to Ange: "His name is Su Lin. Through his hotel and air ticket information, he found an ID card. The address above is fake, but strangely, the ID card is real. I don’t know how he did it.”

"This shows that there may be an organization behind him." Ange reasoned calmly, "Maybe he has subordinates to help him deal with this, continue."

"He took an international flight from Haneda International Airport in Japan on the evening of February 4."

"etc."

Angers interrupted Manstein.

"You mean from Tokyo, Japan?" Angers was a little surprised.

"Where are our three top students and the guy who plays a comic book character, a high-risk hybrid or a dragon, in Tokyo?"

"That's right."

"Okay, go ahead."

Angers had a bad premonition, but rationality suppressed this premonition. At this time, he really wanted to divide Lu Mingfei into two parts and investigate them in two places.

The Dragon King who appeared in Beijing probably had a close relationship with another guy who didn't know whether he was a dragon or a hybrid.

"After having dinner with the Wu family, he left with four mixed-race Wu family members, including Wu Yuxiang, a freshman at our Kassel College, and 15 minutes later, he appeared in Beijing again."

As he spoke, Manstein glanced at the time displayed in the upper right corner of the electronic tablet and calculated the time difference in his mind.

"About 50 minutes ago, he bought a 27.5 yuan braised and roasted dish at a store in the Third Ring Road. 39 minutes ago, he found a roadside restaurant called Xiangxiang Grilled Fish on the street opposite the Siheyuan Alley in the Second Ring Road. stall, ordered a grilled fish for 56 yuan, and he asked the boss to add more coriander."

"His eating appearance was a bit ugly. He didn't use chopsticks and just held the fish and ate it."

Manstein showed the photo on the tablet to von Schneider and Angers. It was a handsome young man with short hair, wearing a medium-length black down jacket, sitting on a plastic bench at a roadside stall, holding a hand with one hand. Lift the whole fish by its head, and use chopsticks with the other hand to stuff the braised large intestine into your mouth.

Angers was a little silent, and after thinking for a while, he said: "He really knows how to eat."

"The investigator said he is definitely not a mixed race." Von Schneider said that the person who followed Su Lin was a student in his executive department, and Yan Ling was very suitable for the investigation mission. "Because he never spit out fish bones."

Von Schneider said, "Even hybrids can feel sick if they eat fish bones."

Ang nodded. Fortunately, he never eats fish with bones.

"He paid the money 17 minutes ago, chatted with the grilled fish owner about his daily life, and paid attention to the elementary school homework of the human cub."

".."

"Now, what is this delicious Dragon King, Nidhogg's messenger, and the 'god' who came to the world doing?"

"Please, stop talking about those trivial things."

"He got into a taxi 10 minutes ago and got out of the taxi 3 minutes ago." Manstein read the newly updated whereabouts.

"Great, where did he go?"

"Quanjude."

Ange looked up helplessly and glanced at the skylight. It was already covered with a layer of snow, as white as paper.

He felt that he needed a handful of snow more than the heating in the house, so that he could smash a snowball into the dragon's face.

"FXXK, how much can he eat?"